Given To Fly - Live

Could've tuned in, tuned in but he tuned out
A bad time, nothing could save him
Alone in a corridor, waiting locked out
He got up out of there, ran for hundreds of miles
Made it to the ocean, had a smoke in a tree
The wind rose up, set him down on his knee

A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw
Delivered him wings, "Hey, look at me now"
Arms wide open with the sea as his floor
Oh, no, no, oh

He's flying, oh
High wide, oh

He floated back down 'cause he wanted to share
His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere
Oh, but first he was stripped
And then he was stabbed by a faceless man
Well fuckers, he still stands

And he still gives his love, he just gives it away
The love he receives is the love that is saved
And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky
A human being that was given to fly

Flying, oh-oh
High flying, oh-oh
He's flying, oh-oh
He, oh-oh